(20 September 1928 - / Hamden / Connecticut)

Affirmation

To grow old is to lose everything.
Aging, everybody knows it.
Even when we are young,
we glimpse it sometimes, and nod our heads
when a grandfather dies.
Then we row for years on the midsummer
pond, ignorant and content. But a marriage,
that began without harm, scatters
into debris on the shore,
and a friend from school drops
cold on a rocky strand.
If a new love carries us
past middle age, our wife will die
at her strongest and most beautiful.
New women come and go. All go.
The pretty lover who announces
that she is temporary
is temporary. The bold woman,
middle-aged against our old age,
sinks under an anxiety she cannot withstand.
Another friend of decades estranges himself
in words that pollute thirty years.
Let us stifle under mud at the pond's edge
and affirm that it is fitting
and delicious to lose everything.

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Let us stifle under mud at the pond's edge and affirm that it is fitting and delicious to lose everything. // beautiful writings comes something to affirm going something; goes something to affirm coming something
What an affirmation! " Let us stifle under mud at the pond's edge and affirm that it is fitting and delicious to lose everything." The title is so fitting, and the content so philosophical! Congratulations!
New women come and go. All go. The pretty lover who announces that she is temporary is temporary. a very fine and interesting cogitation. tony
Aging! ! ! ! ! Everybody knows it. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This is really a beautiful philosophical poem relating to life, old age and anxiety having haunting expression. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the modern poem of the POD.
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